It has been months since my grandma passed away. she had gone like wind
Swifty but slowly encompassing me. she is nowhere , yet she is near.
Her days had faded
like they never existed. But I remember her
and deep in my heart she is alone. And somewhere she would be, under feets of Earth.
Lying quiet and still. I wonder now,
so do she still remembers ?
Me and the years we were together?
May not . But I will always remember her.
I miss my grandmother.
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